The Beautiful CEO’s Dragon Blood Bodyguard
Chapter 891 - 0891: What Mount Shu Owes Me

Chapter 891: Chapter 0891: What Mount Shu Owes Me

Inside the Jade Emperor Palace atop the peak, a spacious plaza had been cleared out for the competition between the youths.

To ensure the residual might of the competition didn’t destroy the area, a group of elders had specifically set up a Formation underneath the ground.

No matter the power, as long as it exceeded the bounds of this plaza, it would be blocked by the Formation.

After Long Fei and his party passed by, the plaza was already brimming with youths.

Disciples from various sects, along with Loose Cultivators, roughly numbered over a thousand people.

Everyone was aware that the true contenders for the Alliance Hierarch position were only a few young prodigies.

The rest were either just there to pad the numbers or to join in on the excitement.

Shen Feng stepped forward, waving his hand toward the young crowd, and once everyone had quieted down, he loudly proclaimed, "Fellow Daoists, as you all know, the purpose of this competition is to select a leader for the Daoist Sect from among the younger generation. The gate to the Secret Realm has now opened, and we will face many unexpected challenges in the future. If we cannot unite our strength into one, we will become lambs to the slaughter. I advocate that after this battle, everyone must abide by the agreement. No matter who wins the position of Alliance Hierarch, everyone must obey his command. Those who do not comply shall be condemned by all under heaven!"

"Good, good, good!"

A chorus of voices shouted in agreement, all with an attitude of watching the excitement.

As for the matters of the future, they would deal with them later; even if they lost today, they hadn’t considered taking the Alliance Hierarch seriously.

Someone asked, "Friend Shen Feng, what are the rules for today’s competition?"

Shen Feng said, "There are no rules; whoever can convince everyone to support him shall be our Alliance Hierarch."

He had entirely given up on the idea of becoming the Alliance Hierarch himself; if he couldn’t even manage the Dragon Group properly, then leading as the Alliance Hierarch was out of the question.

Last night, Li Yunxiao expressed his desire to step up, so he had relinquished the opportunity to Li Yunxiao.

This rule caused uproar among those present.

Such rules clearly meant whoever was the strongest would become the boss. It was very unfair to some Cultivators who hoped to rely on other abilities, such as Formations or magical arts.

Li Yunxiao stood up in time, speaking condescendingly to the other Cultivators, "I am Li Yunxiao of Mount Shu. When the two worlds merge again, Mount Shu will certainly take the lead. I should serve as the Alliance Hierarch. Those who support me will be richly rewarded in the future. Those who oppose me, know this; Li Yunxiao has no tolerance for dissension, and I shall show no mercy."

His murderously intense aura chilled everyone present.

Unsatisfied Cultivators, holding aloft their great longswords, stepped forward to challenge, saying, "What’s so great about Mount Shu? The Wuji Sect will not accept this."

With fists clenched, they introduced themselves to the crowd, "Ladies and gentlemen, I am Tong Sihai of the Wuji Sect. Today, I will demonstrate a blade technique for you all. If I defeat this Mount Shu lad, I ask you to recognize me as your leader, and you shall be well rewarded..."

Before he could finish, Li Yunxiao drew a third of his longsword.

With a resonant ’ying’ sound, overflowing Sword Qi surged forth.

Tong Sihai swung his blade in surprise to block, but with a ’bang’, his great sword was split into two by the Sword Qi.

Blood gushed from his head as he tumbled to the ground with a thud.

The crowd gasped, not expecting Li Yunxiao’s Sword Qi to be so domineering that it gave no quarter.

Tong Sihai also had his own lineage; he was a descendant of Tong Lin, a practioner of the Wuji Blade Technique.

Who was Tong Lin? He helped Yongzheng quell the rebellion of Nian Gengyao.

Handling the great blade with divine skill, he was known as the King of Blades.

Who would have guessed, his offspring couldn’t even withstand a single move and now lay dead in a pool of blood.

Someone immediately collected his corpse from the field, reminding the other Cultivators, "Competing has risks; choose to challenge with caution."

"Is there anyone else who objects?"

Li Yunxiao looked coldly towards Long Fei, in his eyes, the only person worthy of dueling him was Long Fei.

Long Fei stepped forward indifferently, his purpose here was to dominate everyone, waiting to reap the benefits later was not a hero’s act.

"Someone who isn’t afraid to die has finally come out!"

"He is the only one who can stand against Li Yunxiao."

"He’s the one who annihilated the Yan Family back then."

"A dragon and tiger battle, this is going to be exciting to watch."

The crowd erupted into noise, excitement written all over their faces.

Li Yunxiao stared at Long Fei and spoke coldly, "Good, you did not disappoint me. Among the heroes of this world, you, Long Fei, are one of them. Unfortunately, you are about to become a ghost under my sword."

Long Fei sneered, "The grand trend of the world is with those who are benevolent. Your killing intent is too heavy, you are not fit to be the Alliance Hierarch. Fine, Mount Shu owes me, and today I will start collecting that debt from you."

"Nonsense, what does Mount Shu owe you?"

The veins on Li Yunxiao’s forehead were visibly throbbing.

The others also frowned curiously, wondering when Long Fei had become involved with Mount Shu.

In the crowd, Qin Yao watched Long Fei raise an eyebrow, not expecting he had a grudge with Mount Shu.

Chu Feng and Lin Yingying exchanged glances, both revealing a slight chuckle, thinking how their brother was increasingly resembling a wealthy landlord.

If there was an advantage to be taken, he would take it without hesitation.

Long Fei stated bluntly, "Years ago, Mount Shu eradicated the Alchemy Cauldron Sect entirely, leaving only my girlfriend and her mother alive; this is the first grievance. Mount Shu pursued them, chasing from the Secret Realm to this world, and along the way killed the grandmother of the Fox Clan. The Fox Clan was left with two daughters, who are now my friends, that is the second blood feud. When the Divine Cauldron appeared in the Secret Realm, you beat my dog out of the realm, and that is the third blood feud. Tell me, does Mount Shu not owe me?"

Lin Yingying couldn’t help but burst into laughter; she had no objection to the first two grievances, but the third seemed a bit far-fetched.

When the Divine Cauldron appeared, all sects participated in the battle.

Bald Dog was attacked and encircled by the experts of various sects until it was beaten down to this world, and Mount Shu was wrongly accused.

In the crowd, two girls held hands with teary eyes, whispering to each other, "Brother Long hasn’t forgotten us."

They were Bai Xiaochun and Bai Jie’er, and they had sneaked in because they felt it was inappropriate for Human Cultivators like them to show their faces at this gathering.

Qin Yao stared at Long Fei, her head buzzing in shock.

Long Fei mentioned the Alchemy Cauldron Sect, which was her master’s former sect.

She had not expected Long Fei to be aware of this matter.

And that he even knew of her master’s daughter.

Li Yunxiao cursed in anger, "Shameless bastard, utterly spouting nonsense. Daring to insult the reputation of Mount Shu, I must kill you today!"

He drew his longsword with a swish, pulling it all the way out, and directed a sweeping strike towards Long Fei.

Sword Qi burst forth from the ground, like a fountain erupting, surging straight towards Long Fei.

Long Fei stomped his foot, and the ground buzzed in response.

In front of him, a brick wall instantly rose up.

As the Sword Qi arrived, it chopped at the wall with a puff, shattering the brick wall with a loud rumble.

The sword’s might was massive, causing even the surrounding protective Formation to tremble.

The crowd retreated in all directions, leaving no one within a hundred meters, fearing they would be injured by the Sword Qi.